She Saved Me (Gal Gadot/You/Katie McGrath AU)

XXII.

Y/n POV

All my thoughts went out the window when I saw Peter's face. I quickly went to where he is and punched him relentlessly without even caring that he's still stuck in the contraption.

"You fucking psycho! You killed the only family I have left! You ruined our lives you fucking traitor, I'm gonna kill you!" I shouted at his face crying as I continue on landing punches on his face.

Tom managed to pull me away from Peter but before he can completely drag me away I quickly hit him in the face and pulled out my gun and aimed it at Peter's head.

"Please y/n, I'm sorry! I was wrong! Don't kill me please! I don't want to die!" Peter pleaded for his life shamelessly.

"Y/n! Y/n you don't want to do that. Let's think about this for a second." Tom said, as I cocked my gun ready to fire at Peter's head.

"Why?! He killed my uncle! He killed Shawn and the rest of our friends! He doesn't deserve to live! He doesn't! He ruined our lives Tom! We lost everything because of him!" I cried at him

Everything went back to me in a flash, he they attacked our camp, how he tortured me, how he made me watch them kill my family. How I lost the woman that I love because of him.

"I know that, but don't you think it would be better if he have to live the rest of his life carrying the guilt that he betrayed and killed the only family that accepted and cared for him?" Tom asked me, looking at my eyes.

He was right killing him wouldn't make me feel better. My uncle and Shawn would still be dead, the time for murder should stop now.

I fired my gun in the air until there's not bullet left in anger and frustration.

"T-thank yo-" I punched Peter hard in the face knocking him out of consciousness.

"Tie him up, and take him to our truck. After that we should load the remaining supplies left in our truck before more freaks arrive. Surely they heard the noise." I told Tom, wiping the blood from my hands.

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Tom's POV

I did what y/n told me to do. I tied Peter tightly at the front seat while y/n went on to continue loading her truck.

I'm glad y/n listened to me, she showed a lot of control... bringing Peter back to our camp would be hard considering he'll have to stay with us. On the other hand, if we want him to suffer, we needed to bring him with us.

After I tied him up, I helped y/n with thr remaining supplies.

"That's all of it. There's nothing left in the building." Y/n told me.

I nodded at her as we went on our respective trucks. She's still on edge after what happened, things back home would surely be chaos.

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Katie's POV

It's been almost and hour since y/n notified Gal and I that they would be returning home. Her voice seemed different, I asked her what was wrong but she just told me it was nothing.

After a few minutes of sharing, we heard their trucks pulling up at our yard. Gal and I went outside to great them. I saw y/n got out of her truck, slamming the door furiously.  Without any word, she quickly went inside the house. I was about to ask what happened when I heard Gal gasped. 

I saw her angry expression,  I knew something was up. At cue, Tom opened his passenger seat pulling out a battened man.

"Faster you piece of shit!" Tom angrily told the man who's struggling to move.

"Peter." Gal said, pain clearly heard from her voice.

I knew that name and I quickly went inside to where y/n went. I saw her in the sink washing her hands angrily while crying. I went to her side taking her hands to wash it for her.

After closing the faucet y/n broke down in tears. I've never seen her in this much pain... I thought I've seen it when she first saw Tom and Gal again but this was different.

Hugging her, I ushered her to her room where we both sat down in her bed as she continues crying in my shoulder.

"It will be okay. I'm here for you, love." I whispered to her ear while caressing her hair.

After a few minutes of her crying and me whispering sweet nothings to her ear, she once again she managed to cry herself to sleep. After putting her in a comfortable sleeping position, I went back outside to check on Tom and Gal. They were both sitted on the couch silently clearly shocked at Peter's sudden appearance. 

"How is she?" Gal asked.

"She's already fallen asleep. I can't make her stop cry, I can feel she's full of rage."

"She almost killed him. I managed to talk her out of it. But she beat him up badly." Tom said.

"What are we going to do about him?" I asked Tom.

He looked at me with anger in his eyes before standing up.

"We're going to make him wish he was never born."